The Transmigrator’s Cultivation

Arc 24: Nine Void Battlefield | Chapter 449: Tomorrow's Sun

Seeing this scene, Li Xiuzhu and the other shen cultivators couldn’t help but gasp in surprise. They knew Xu Ziqing’s background; after all, he was just a lower realm cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul. While it was impressive that he could deal with intermediate demons, to actually kill a high-level demon… didn’t that make him comparable to cultivators in the Entering Tribulation realm? In an instant, the way the shen cultivators looked at Xu Ziqing changed.

Xu Ziqing smiled slightly, a faint red light flashing in his eyes. He, too, was not feeling entirely well. Rongjin, being a bloodthirsty vine, exuded a fierce aura. Although it was able to communicate with the Realm of Ten Thousand Trees and mitigate some of its power, it still couldn’t easily digest anything that exceeded its capacity.

At this moment, a thin layer of red mist floated within his Small Universe, spreading throughout the space.

The Taiji yin-yang fish was floating above his Small Universe, with a green dragon tumbling between the two fish, gulping down all the red mist. However, even so, the red mist continued to swirl slowly, not dissipating easily.

This caused a surge of violent emotions to rush into Xu Ziqing’s mind.

He suppressed his thoughts, continuously reciting the Heart-Purifying Formula, trying to alleviate and control this feeling. But at the same time, another thought crossed his mind.

The “Ten Thousand Woods Great Heart Planting Technique” was his life’s fundamental technique, and Rongjin was the wood of his life. If he faced more hostile entities in the future, he would inevitably need to use this kind of method. If, at that time, the fierce aura became uncontrollable, what would he do? With this thought, Xu Ziqing sighed.

He recalled the bitter bamboo flute that was still being used to tie his hair… This was a gift from his shixiong, and he had never integrated it into his body before.

First, this heart technique could only merge with seeds, while the bitter bamboo flute was the stem of a plant, making it unsuitable for such integration. Second… this was the first gift from his shixiong, so he felt somewhat reluctant to part with it. However, now, he realized that this was no longer an obstacle for him.

His Small Universe had the Xi soil, and even the ancient lineage’s bitter bamboo flute, if inserted into the ground and nurtured with abundant wood energy, could likely come to life slowly. Moreover, if the item gifted by his shixiong could serve as secondary wood, it would not only help purify his fierce aura but also merge with him completely.

Thinking this way brought him a new perspective.

Though Xu Ziqing pondered these matters, it was merely for a moment. He felt that once he was alone, he would transform the bitter bamboo flute into his Small Universe. Yet, at that moment, he did not show any signs of this on his face. Following this, he withdrew all of Rongjin and consumed a pill.

—Although using the wood energy from the Small Universe to control Rongjin could reduce the consumption of true essence, he had just released nearly all of Rongjin’s vines to eliminate the high-level demon, which still consumed over half of his true essence. He needed to supplement himself and, in the future, accumulate more true essence to expand his dantian, making his reserves even more robust.

Li Xiuzhu and the others waited nearby. Upon seeing him take the pill, someone asked, “Brother Xu, are you seriously injured?”

Xu Ziqing replied with a smile, “I’ve only consumed a bit of true essence. Let’s continue onward!”

Seeing that his complexion hadn’t changed, the shen cultivators felt relieved and pressed forward once more.

As they ventured deeper, the number of demons they encountered continued to increase, with high-level demons occasionally emerging from the fissures. At times, there would be three or four at most, which made them exert a lot of effort!

Because Xu Ziqing had so many bloodthirsty vines, he managed to help the shen cultivators reduce their energy expenditure. Eventually, he also began to coordinate with the soldiers, often using hundreds of vines to separately restrain the excess demons, allowing the soldiers to eliminate them one by one. In the end, only a couple of them sustained minor injuries, but they quickly applied medicine, allowing them to heal and recover promptly.

Due to this, the shen cultivators became increasingly close to Xu Ziqing.

However, as the demons grew more rampant, one of the shen cultivators finally blurted out:

“What’s going on here? There clearly weren’t this many demons before!”

“That’s right! Could it be that the outer realm has truly undergone some changes?”

“If that’s the case, things might not be simple!”

“I’m starting to worry; under the tides and within the camp…”

As the shen cultivators grew anxious, they became even more decisive in their actions, their every movement infused with divine power.

Xu Ziqing remained much calmer than them, but he was not entirely unaffected. He simply took down the bitter bamboo flute from his head and brought it to his lips, playing a soft melody. A soothing and calming tune wafted through the air, and the bloodthirsty vines became even more ferocious. After hearing the melody, the shen cultivators found themselves much more clear-headed. At the same time, within the Realm of Ten Thousand Trees, the blood-colored mist quickly thickened but gradually dissipated under the flute’s sound… Eventually, it was consumed by the blue dragon, making the Tai Chi yin-yang fish appear somewhat brighter.

This, in essence, represented a cycle of yin and yang, helping to balance the forces of life and death.

As a bloody path was opened, they finally approached the crucial point, and the number of demons in the sky decreased. Yet, compared to before, their progress remained challenging.

Suddenly, a surge of scorching solar energy erupted ahead, transforming into a long arrow that shot forth like a fiery meteor, swiftly piercing through the sky! It instantly killed an intermediate demon!

The arrow shot straight through the demon’s chest, causing a deep indentation, and in an instant, it was engulfed in flames, turning to ash before it even hit the ground!

Following this, five or six, then over ten, and eventually dozens of similar arrows broke through the air, producing sharp whistling sounds, each striking a demon, with some even piercing through multiple demons in a row—truly terrifying.

In an instant, the previously densely packed sky was cleared of large areas, instantly relieving the pressure on the shen cultivators.

It was as if their blood had been stirred; Li Xiuzhu and the others unleashed their techniques, their solar forms radiating powerful energy, crashing and tearing through the air. Soon, they managed to pass through to the depths that had been previously blocked.

Before them, a vast expanse opened up. Xu Ziqing looked up and saw a radiant sun of overwhelming divine power, towering high enough to touch the heavens, standing tall and piercing the clouds. Beneath this sun lay a wide area enveloped by a transparent barrier, with over two hundred shen cultivators sitting within. From time to time, more than ten would separate to gather solar energy and shoot arrows into the sky. Clearly, it was these shen cultivators who had opened the path for them earlier.

Xu Ziqing further noticed that these shen cultivators were mostly in the Entering Tribulation realm, with many being in the Gathering Origin realm, and they shouldn’t have been able to shoot arrows as powerful as those earlier. However, whenever they drew back their bows, radiant golden divine energy would be projected from the towering sun, coalescing into solid arrows that erupted with tremendous force!

This was truly astonishing!

Li Xiuzhu and the others did not stop; they shared an unspoken understanding and charged straight into the barrier.

Although Xu Ziqing was shocked, he moved swiftly and entered with them.

Afterward, Li Xiuzhu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and explained to him, “That sun represents a shen cultivator of the Enlightenment realm who sacrificed themselves to the heavens and earth. They merged their yang energy with this weak point of the heavens and earth, providing us with a continuous source of divine power to observe this area and protect it.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Ziqing felt a stir of emotions.

The shen cultivators of the Enlightenment realm share the same lifespan as the realm of Nine Void, yet they willingly enter the void to battle against demons. There are even those who dedicate themselves to the heavens and earth, pledging to protect the safety of the realm… Such noble individuals truly command deep respect! If one were to speak of divinity, it could not be greater than this.

He sighed slightly, feeling a surge of emotions.

Li Xiuzhu then quickly walked over to a group of over ten shen cultivators and started speaking with them.

Thanks to his divine sense, Xu Ziqing didn’t need to listen closely; he could hear everything clearly.

It turned out that these more than ten shen cultivators were soldiers dispatched by the Li family army, stationed here year-round at the weak points of the demon tidal battlefield. Clearly, Li Xiuzhu was not here for the first time, as he appeared quite familiar with them.

They discussed the demon waves.

— Normally, the demonic wave occurs every sixteen years, with many major demons leading their subordinates—low, mid, and high-level demons—together to attack this weak area, breaking through the defenses.

During these times, the protective barrier expands by over ten miles, enveloping the surrounding area. If the demons want to break through here, they must first overcome the radiant sun left behind by th Enlightenment cultivators. At this time, before the army arrived for reinforcement, the stationed soldiers would empower their arrows with divine energy, continuously shooting down demons. When the army finally attacked, they could often eliminate and repel the demons.

Additionally, whenever the demon wave begins to rise, the number of demons appearing nearby increases, often making it difficult to handle. If the tide doesn’t come, there will be fewer demons to deal with, and the stationed soldiers will have a relatively easier time.

However, it should still be seven years until the demon wave arrives, yet recently, the number of demons has suddenly increased, seemingly testing something, as if the tide is about to come early…

But despite the sun’s immense power, those within this area cannot communicate back with any divine artifact. They must move away from this region to escape its influence. Yet, those who leave cannot number too many, or else this area would be in danger; nor can they number too few, or they may die at the hands of the demons before they manage to escape.

It is indeed quite difficult.

Since suspecting that the demon wave might arrive early, the shen cultivators here have already been selecting strong individuals to go out and report, yet before such actions could be taken, Li Xiuzhu and the others had already arrived.

This was an unexpected joy.

Li Xiuzhu also said, “Apart from my Li family army, other stationed forces have also issued missions. Over the next few days, several other battalions should arrive here; as for the smaller stationed forces, most likely many of them will not be able to come.”

Those who can arrive would naturally be exceptionally strong forces.

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Kill, kill, kill—

Hundreds of demons surrounded them. Although they were just low-level demons, they still managed to trap seven or eight cultivators in the middle, forcing them to use various techniques, drenched in blood, engaging in relentless slaughter.

Besides the brilliant glimmers of numerous magical artifacts, there was also a black-gold sword light that resembled a long rainbow, weaving through the crowd of demons like a strange arc. Soon after, a second and third sword light followed… intertwining and slashing through continuously.

Countless demons fell to the ground, their corpses piling up like mountains. When the last one finally collapsed, a few cultivators within were revealed, completely exhausted and panting heavily.

On one side, a young swordsman in white, stained with blood, flipped his fingers to shake off the blood droplets from his longsword, appearing relatively calm.

The handsome leading cultivator supported his beloved wife and helplessly said, “Daoist Yun, it’s becoming increasingly difficult now. I’m afraid we can’t continue forward.”

Translator: Lynn

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